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There's no loot, there's no booze, and it's no fun. |
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Oh, Dee Dee |
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Ramone where have you gone? |
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In misery all day long, to shoot some dope right into your arm. |
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Oh, the sun does rise, the birds do sing. |
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They fly around and shit on me. |
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There's nowhere to go. |
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No loot, no booze, no fun. |
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God, there's nowhere to sleep, nothing to do, |
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I don't know how you made it through. |
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Nowhere to go, belonging to no one. |
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You snorted coke 'till you turned blue, and walked the streets with nothing to do. |
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There's nowhere to go. |
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No loot, no booze no fun. |
